Still fallingBreathless and on againInside todayBeside me todayAround, broken in twoTill your eyes shedInto dustLike two strangersTurning into dustTill my hand shookWith the way I fearI could possibly be fadingOr have something more to gainI could feel myself growing colderI could feel myself under your fateUnder your fateIt was youBreathless and tallI could feel my eyes turning into dustAnd two strangersTurning into dustTurning into dust

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If you win, you live. If you lose, you die. If you don’t fight, you can’t win!